At this point, even if I have the virtue of a good life, and I have a compassionate and compassionate Buddha heart, but I can only choose to face this piece of human purgatory, not to mention, Lao Tzu has a good life virtue of wool, I just want to laugh now, anyway, everyone is the end of your life and death, and now that Mu Ling is like this, I have saved a lot of trouble.

"Well done, you can go ahead if you haven't exhausted it yet. I patted Mu Ling on the shoulder and gave Mu Ling a big encouraging look.

I felt that the two little guys, the wood spirit and the fire spirit, were involuntarily staggering, and it was obvious that the "no killing" expression on my face before was pretending to be B. And the current state is also obvious, and my tall, majestic, and upright image instantly collapsed in the young hearts of the two of them. In fact, it's all nonsense, it's just a few words, if the two of them are young, Lao Tzu will be prenatal education, and it may even be impossible to reach prenatal education, and if they die, they will be tadpoles. Moreover, the hearts of both of them, I'm pretty sure, are definitely not so sunny.

Just look at the expression of Mu Ling's eyes that lit up after accepting my encouragement.

I have to say that Mu Ling didn't know what he had experienced, and he came out all of a sudden, and those who died died, those who didn't die were dying, and some of them seemed to be relatively "complete", and at this time they were also limping, standing far away with palpitations on their faces, watching the three of us chatting on the mound.

And our state of standing in the pile of dead people chatting and gagging, it is obvious that in their eyes, it will only be more bloody, and there is absolutely no closeness to the people.

Everyone didn't move, and we didn't bother to continue to fight with them, but fortunately, we sat next to the two realms flower and studied the two realms flower, of course, Xiaohuo and I should be regarded as research, Mu Ling's expression when he looked at the two realms flower would only make us think that the little bastard might be gnawing on it.

The flowers of the two realms have changed very much after the wood spirit has made such a fuss, at least now the originally slightly reddish color has almost covered the flowers of the entire two realms flowers, and the black and white life and death qi on the original flowers are now completely suppressed and quietly lying down, like a bullied dog.

Red.

I finally remembered what the dead fat man of the flower farmer told me before, the flowers of the two worlds are red after they bloom, and looking at the way they look now, it is obvious that they are about to bloom.

It's a pity that the gap between aspirations and ideals is always huge, so huge that the flowers of the two realms are in such a half-dead state, and they finally bloom after a day of straight delay.

The moment the flowers of the two realms bloomed, the heaven and earth where we were almost filled with the breath of life and death in an instant, and the sky was also dyed in black and white into a blurry, but extremely awkward color, and the outbreak of life and death qi finally no longer controlled its ferocity, just like a crazy bull, desperately impacting towards our body, like a shark that smelled blood, and like a leech that felt the pulse of the blood vessels.

Someone fell down in the impact, and I could clearly see that in just a breath, the person had been torn apart by the breath of life and death, half of his body was smiling, and the other half had become a pile of ashes crackling and falling to the ground.

Naturally, we were also affected by this breath of life and death, but just as we were about to resist, a faint red light flashed on the flowers of the two realms, and the breath of life and death was like an octopus that met hot water, and it instantly curled up its tentacles and fled desperately.

There was a voice, a cold snort, cold and bloodthirsty and brutal.

Uncle him! The roots of my teeth creaked, and it was definitely not a good thing to have such a movement at this time.

Raising his eyes to look in the direction where the voice came from, he saw a person, a golden helmet and golden armor, and a bright golden gun in his hand, his face was as heavy as water, and his eyes were also full of murderous intent, and his two eyes were staring directly at us on the mound.

Nima, are you Golden Gun clan sick? I was by a flower farmer once before, and now I come here to provoke again, covered in yellow broken copper and iron, for fear that others will not know that your family is rich, right?

I looked at the people in the distance who were obviously the Golden Gun Clan, my brows furrowed slightly, and my eyes were already full of boredom. When I thought of this, I suddenly laughed, stepping on a horse, the bastard must be annoyed to look at me.

In another space, the flower farmer is looking at us, and naturally he is also seeing the appearance of the Golden Gun Clan.

"Aren't you helping that little fellow?" said the flower farmer's wife, looking at us, lazily.

"No, if he can't even handle such a life-heavy waste, then he will also have more to pick the flowers of the two worlds, and Lao Tzu might as well just pull it out and feed it to the dog. The flower farmer looked at us with excitement, as if he could only be happy to see us fight to the death.

The appearance of the Golden Gun clan was very pretending to be B, but it was not the last, and then several voices also sounded one after another, coming from all directions.

When I turned my head to look, I could clearly distinguish the identity of the person who came.

A body of dead air that gurgles and rolls like boiling water is naturally a person from the underworld, Made, why didn't that anger kill you?

The emerald green wooden stake is obviously not a person, it is estimated that it is a piece of rotten wood into a fine, your uncle, you can still be so tender and green, it seems that the dead air did not torture you.

There is also a bird, a very big bird, very normal, but the color seems to be a little wrong, the snow-white body, the bird's head and claws are pitch black, Nima, are you going to the river to fish and dry? I know how to protect my body, but I forgot to protect my head and claws, don't look at it, stupid bird.

A fat fish is also ping pong on the ground, and you can't fucking stop for a while? When I looked at my feet, I realized that the bastard really couldn't stop, he had no feet, and he was supported by two weak toothpick-like fins. With your virtue, you will let the fishing bird eat your life for a while.

Of course, there are a few strange things, and there are a few normal people, I complained unceremoniously, and then still turned my head back to the direction of the Golden Gun Clan, no way, according to the current situation, this bastard should be the one who wants my life the most.

"Hey......" I was about to speak, but unfortunately, the second half of the sentence had been completely stifled by a sentence from the Golden Gun Clan.

"This person is mine. A cold voice rang out, a blade across my neck.

"Your Golden Gun clan has always been powerful, what you have to do, we will naturally not stop it, but you can't take those two world flowers away. "It's the bird that speaks, and it speaks Mandarin, but I'm already stuck in the bird species, so I think I should be able to understand the bird language now.

"I want to take away the flowers of the two realms, but we Mu Clan, don't agree. The wooden stake also said in a sullen voice, but the voice, the bass was too heavy, buddy.

The fat fish is also talking, of course, it is also like this, you can't take away the flowers of the two realms, etc., if you forcibly take it away, Lao Tzu will spray you to death with a mouthful of seawater, let's do it.

In short, the people around are talking, and the meaning is obvious, these two world flowers are theirs now, and I am also theirs, whether they are dead or alive is a matter of their words.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Lao Tzu is directly angry.

"I'm your uncle, look at your B-like one by one, give you face, isn't it? Lao Tzu is living hard now, even if your ancestors have fallen down, Lao Tzu is still strong, hey, don't look at it, just say what about you, the one with the-stirring stick, Lao Tzu is your person? Lao Tzu is your ancestor, you come, see if Lao Tzu can let you kneel in front of Lao Tzu and call Dad. "I pointed at the Golden Gun Clan's scolding, and of course, the others didn't forget to make up for it.

So, so now I have become the absolute protagonist of everyone present in an instant, with the air of a king, standing on the top of a low mound, and I also look proud.

However, there is also a price to be paid for pretending to be B, such as: being beaten.

The Golden Gun Clan rushed up, wooden stakes, fish, birds, and colleagues from the underworld......

In an instant, the attack I faced was like a torrential rain, smashing my head and covering my face.

Silly B. I can only comment on them like this.

When you were calm, you were all scum, and now this angry state is even more scum.

Thunder surged on the limbs, and the figure had disappeared into the ground in a flash, and when I reappeared, I was in front of a lifeless "colleague" from the underworld.

The fist was pounded out without a pause, without a sound through the body of the "colleague", and I could see the surprise in his eyes, and he tried to turn back.

Don't bother so hard, I pumped my fist, and the "colleague" finally twisted around.

The astonishment in his eyes turned to ashes when he saw me.

"It's you!" There was surprise, annoyance, and unwillingness in his voice......

This thing obviously knew me, and after saying that it was you, he directly gave up struggling, closed his eyes instead, and his face rose up with a look of being slaughtered.

Made, you are virtuous, how do you let Lao Tzu start.

The figure flashed, and with the sound of the explosion, I had already lunged towards another place, where a green figure was darling towards the top of the mound.

The figure fell to the ground, standing squarely in front of the wooden stake.

"Do you know that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals and plants are no longer allowed to become sperm?" I said, staring at the stunned wooden stake.

"What?" "The wooden stake is indeed a wooden stake, and the head must be full of wood.

A punch slammed into it, and the wooden stake was blasted back.

Hold the grass! It is worthy of a wooden stake, a punch with all the strength of the world, although the wood chips on the body of the hit are flying, but this thing does not seem to have received much injury at all, except for grinning, and after landing on the ground, it has already roared and rushed towards me.

I ran, and the weak figure of the wood spirit appeared on the ground, and the wooden stake was punching the wood spirit in the head.

Mu Ling's expression was very weird when he looked at the wooden stake, like the heroine in a horror movie, and it was the heroine of the ghost who was about to realize her wish, with some sinister smiles on the corners of her mouth, a crystal saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth, her head was lowered, and only half of the eyeballs in her two eyes were leaking outside, and she was looking at the wooden stake with a fist with pity.

The expression of the wooden stake was angry, but after hitting the relatively weak arm of the wood spirit, which could almost be regarded as a toothpick, it turned into a face full of surprise in an instant, like the face of a Sichuan opera.

The howl was already heard from the wooden stake, and at the same time there was the sound of crackling and crumbling.

The figure of the wooden stake is almost visible to the naked eye, but in just a few breaths, the body that was originally more than enough has shrunk to the size of an ordinary person, and the speed of reduction has not decreased at all, the original emerald green body is also yellow and dry in an instant, and the few emerald green branches swaying on the head have also withered and broken, and with the bark falling off the body, it crackles and falls down to the feet.

It's dead.,I just took a look at it and already knew the ending.,The wooden stake is really unlucky enough.,When you meet me, it does have the power to fight.,Even if I want to kill it.,It also takes a lot of effort.,It's a pity.,It's a pity that it prefers to die and run into the wood spirit.,Everyone is a living soul of the wood system.,But the identity of the wood spirit is in their series.,It's almost the same ancestor.,And the wooden stake.,Survive can only be regarded as a son.。 The ancestor beat his son, and the result was known without thinking about it - the abuse.

The figure rushed out again, and I finally met the man from the Golden Gun Clan.

The spear shook, and a little cold light had already pierced my head, and the spear turned into a streamer, and the breath of nirvana filled my body in an instant.

Unexpectedly, this person does have some ability, at least much stronger than any of the Golden Gun Clan I have seen before, no, it should be said that it is a lot.

I tilted my head to dodge, and the cold light rushed against my shoulder, disappearing behind my head.

The shot missed, but the spear did not pause for the slightest, and the body of the spear slipped again, and after a few inches of retreat, the sharp tip of the spear had already slashed against my cheek.

Now, if I get hit, I'm pretty sure that the top half of my head will be split straight out.

Yangguan three stacks, the collapse of the word recipe was launched instantly. The spear shattered as it slashed my face, with a piercing screeching sound.

The spear is indeed a different person from the previous people of the Golden Gun clan, and in the body of the people who came before, I only felt flying and domineering, and of course, strength. But now in this person's body, I not only feel the strength, but also a strong fighting intent and killing intent, the kind of killing intent that is indomitable and never looking back, like a pawn who has crossed the river, no matter how many roads ahead, he will hit his head head.

The Golden Gun Clan is not all straw bales, I commented, but the figure was a sudden retreat. For although the spear was broken by me, it was swept in a large circle by the force of the collapse, and swept towards my head again.

Made, this thing seems to like headshots very much, otherwise it wouldn't have been shot without leaving Lao Tzu's head, and between the retreats of the body, I looked at the spear and muttered with crazy eyes.

Flying things are always faster, like that stupid bird. This side has just finished, the stupid bird has plunged to the two worlds on the mound, turned to look, but the stupid bird has pecked the fat fish a thousand holes, and now the fat body is struggling on the ground, rolling, but it is like a fish that was thrown to the shore after biting the hook, it should also be a waiting for death or waiting for the end of stewing.

The bird's claws have been stretched out, and the target is naturally the flower of the two realms, but I laughed.

The piercing sound was accompanied by the screams of the stupid birds, and I seemed to see two sparks erupting on the mound, and the patterns of the two realms did not move, but the stupid birds had already flown upside down, and their two paws hung softly under their belly, obviously badly injured.

Stupid, if it's not cooked, go up and catch it, should. That's all I can say about stupid birds.

The way I laughed must have been very sarcastic, because when the stupid bird saw my smile, the eyes of almost two rice-sized birds rushed towards me with a fierce glint in their eyes, and their huge wings were already at their sides, and the beak was stretched straight, and it seemed that they should want to put me in a bloody hole to be willing.

Nima, how do you fly without wings?

As I thought about it, the stupid bird's beak was less than a meter away from my back, and in front of me was a spear that had come from a violent point, and behind me was a beak that was enough to kill people.

These should be dangerous, but the corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and my body shook suddenly, and when I reappeared, I was already standing on the side of the spear and the bird's beak, although it was not far away, but I had already dodged these two deadly attacks.

The spear and the beak were obviously a little stunned by the sudden change, the spear was indomitable, and the beak was castration, and the result was conceivable, and the two attacks exploded on the mound like that.

The spear flew back with a muffled grunt, and the stupid bird flew out upside down with a miserable roar. I had already pounced in the other direction with a long laugh, where a slightly illusory figure was quietly approaching, seeing me pounce, but I didn't see the slightest panic, the corners of my mouth seemed to slightly skim a mocking arc, and then a fist was gently raised, and it seemed that there was no strength to meet my fist.

The two fists slammed together, and the indifferent and mocking expression on the phantom's face was finally replaced by surprise, and the figure was also blown upside down, landing not far away and staring straight at me.

"Any?" a voice came from the phantom's mouth.

Made, another one who knows me.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. The phantom still thought about poetry, and the expression on his face changed again, the previous surprise was gone, but it was replaced by an excited expression, looking at me like looking at a woman with wet hair and half-faded clothes.

Your uncle, Lao Tzu is very normal, and there is only one result when you look at Lao Tzu like this: Lao Tzu is going to pick out your eyeballs and play with a ball.